Chapter 264: This Beauty is a Divine Pit

Hearing this, the rest of the people deeply looked at the Shamate Youth, faintly having a guess.

One by one drawing their handguns, just when they were about to use Skills, someone suddenly asked: "You seem to really want everyone to use Skills. Using a Skill means, someone might be tricked into speaking a lie. I want to know, is there a Reward for killing people in the Hell Maze?"

The Ghost Whisperer, the Shamate, Feng Jingshu as well as an intellectual beauty, couldn't help but look towards the handsome Youth who spoke, like wolves looking at a Sheep.

The Shamate rolled up his sleeve. On his arm there was a set of blue numbers.

【One: 4】

【Two: 3】

Showing it to Chen Ran and saying: "This is the mark of Heinous Crime, recording a player's kill count in the Hell Maze."

"Killing players with a lower Star Rating than oneself, rewards 1 Point for each."

"Killing players of the same Star Rating, rewards 2 Points for each."

"After escaping the maze, one can use the record on the arm to go to their respective alliance to claim the prize."

Seeing the Shamate hadn't finished speaking, Mei Zhixu added again: "The player using Heinous Crime should be an Eight-Star. Its Skill is said to have five effects. Besides what he said, there is also the ability to manufacture traps, such as oil cauldrons, mountains of blades, seas of fire as well as snake pits, etc. Players with higher kill counts are more prone to encounter these traps. Also the higher the kill count players have, the greater the probability they encounter each other. There is also a karmic cause and effect. As for what exactly it is, I feel it might be related to you being so unlucky in the underground palace."

Chen Ran stared blankly. He and Qiu Yinong exchanged a glance, the two obviously relaxing quite a bit.

Previously, they still thought they were marked by a Floor Master. Originally it was [Heinous Crime].

'Me being unlucky, maybe...'

'I am a good person right.'

'Such a strange logic, maybe because good people are easily bullied.'

'Doesn't matter anymore.'

'As long as it's not being deliberately marked by someone everything is easy to say. Moreover killing people has Points to take, what ostrich is there still to pretend to be, let us get high okay.'

Chen Ran silently lit a Cigarette, Qiu Yinong silently tore open a Chewing Gum wrapper.

The two of them at this moment, where did they still have the wretchedness from before. The feeling given to people, was just like a treasured sword about to be unsheathed.

Greatly having a kind of sense of deja vu of [If you say there are Points to take, then I'm not sleepy anymore].

Chen Ran ignored the other people, his gaze as if able to see through everything.

Asking the Shamate: "If Secret Rooms have identification numbers, what is the identification number of this Secret Room we are located in?"

The Shamate glanced at the different colored Liar-Slayers at the waists of the three people, again looking at Qiu Yinong this grandly famous Newbie.

"Number Four!"

Hearing this, the next moment, Chen Ran, Qiu Yinong, Mei Zhixu, drew their guns without any omen, guns pointing at the ceiling, about to use Skills.

Seeing this scene, Feng Jingshu, as well as the intellectual beauty who all along didn't have much sense of existence, reacted over, also drawing their guns and raising them to the top.

"Ghost Whisperer · Lost Paradise!"

"Ghost Whisperer · Flower-like Beauty!"

Five people raised their guns, yet only two people spoke a Skill command password. The gunshots also rang twice.

In the darkness, Feng Jingshu as well as the intellectual beauty both knew, they were tricked into using their Skills.

When light was restored.

Feng Jingshu looked at the scene in front of his eyes, widening his eyes. This is a Secret Room...

Inside the Secret Room counting him there were six people.

All unfamiliar faces!

'Where are the people from just now?'

'Moreover, just now I used the Skill Lost Paradise, the Secret Room should be covered by my Skill. But this Secret Room...'

'Is not a Secret Room manufactured by my Skill!'

Right at this time, a dawdling Youth, smilingly looked towards the crowd: "If my guess isn't wrong, among you there should exist a liar..."

Feng Jingshu: !!!

...

At the same time.

When light was restored, Chen Ran also discovered he himself appeared in a strange Secret Room.

Inside the Secret Room there were a total of nine players.

As well as two ghosts.

Looking at the styling of the two ghosts, they should be exactly the legendary Black and White Impermanence. However they stood in the middle of the Secret Room, still like statues.

Connecting to the three ghosts encountered previously, Chen Ran deduced Black and White Impermanence, should be manufactured by the Ghost Bride.

Then, these two playthings, were unrelated to the Secret Room's decryption, but might trigger some sort of special gameplay mechanic.

Retracting his gaze, Chen Ran sized up the Secret Room environment. This was a bank...

Exactly having nine counters, and all didn't have glass windows for protection. On every counter there was a banknote counting machine, banknotes, computer, documents, etc.

Inside the counter, there were strapping machines (machines used to bundle money), sorting machines (distinguishing new and old money, and possessing a banknote counting function.)

The bank's roller shutter door was in a pulled down state.

On the monitor in the lobby:

Wednesday, 15:21.

A very strange Secret Room. Looking from the date and time, it belonged to during working hours, but the bank was actually in a closed door state.

However, the nine people were inside the lobby. Inside the bank there was still an inner room. The inner room had a vault door they didn't know what was inside.

Someone walked to the front of the vault door, discovering it wasn't a combination lock, but fingerprint and facial recognition. That is to say wanting to go to the inner room, only the bank's staff members would do.

Not long after, the crowd finished sizing up the Secret Room.

Retracting their gazes.

Someone probed asking: "Have you guys encountered that Youth previously?"

Seeing someone nodding, the rest who were still hesitating whether or not to nod also followed in nodding.

Again asking unwilling to give up: "What number was the identification number of your previous Secret Room?"

"What identification number?"

"Let's change to a different way of asking. The Secret Room you guys were located in previously, after using how many Skills were you transferred here?"

"One."

"Six."

"Seven."

"Five."

"Four."

Chen Ran glanced at the player who said [Five]. It was a man looking like an office worker around thirty years old.

The masked woman's tone was solemn: "We should be coming from eight different Secret Rooms."

The crowd stared blankly.

Just now everyone all said a different Secret Room number. It should be nine Secret Rooms, how to say it's eight different Secret Rooms?

Her meaning was saying: There is one player who is a player from before this Secret Room.

However, when the masked woman spoke she Avoided Lying, they also couldn't confirm it.

Seeing everyone still entangling over these haves and have-nots, a Middle-aged Uncle waved his large hand:

"This Secret Room, should be a Secret Room manufactured by a player's Skill. Our current mission is exactly how to crack it."

"The bank is during working hours, yet the main doors are tightly closed. Presumably inside the bank, some problem occurred. Wanting to enter inside, highly likely one can only go through that vault door. The vault door is fingerprint and facial recognition. That is to say, we must obtain a bank staff's identity, to possibly enter the inner room."

"How to obtain an identity, should be related to the counters. Nine counters, and exactly nine players, isn't it too coincidental?"

Hearing this, the crowd nodded, sequentially sitting on the chairs behind every counter.

In the counters as well as the cabinets, rummaging to find if there was any identity proof similar to a work badge.

Obtained absolutely nothing.

They again cast their gazes onto the money of their respective counters. Someone tried organizing the money and putting it into the banknote counting machine's cash input slot.

Beep beep beep!

Just passing the first bill of money, the banknote counting machine emitted an alarm. That person took out the first bill, as a result the second paper currency also emitted an alarm.

The third bill, the fourth bill, every paper currency when passing the banknote counting machine, all emitted an alarm.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also followed to organize the paper currency, putting it into the cash input slot.

Suddenly, nine banknote counting machines, simultaneously rang alarm sounds, exceptionally hair-raising.

Chen Ran frowned saying: "What a banknote counting machine emitting an alarm means, presumably everyone all knows right. But at the same time it explains, we should have also found the correct direction."

The masked woman randomly poked a few times on the banknote counting machine, and heavily patted it a few times, as if patting a black and white television from the past, only then echoing saying: "Not bad. If entering the bank's interior needs an identity, our wanting to obtain an identity should be related to this money."

The moment these words came out, inside the bank it fell into a death-like silence. They all looked towards the masked woman.

Chen Ran instead lifted the banknote counting machine's cash output slot to look, also randomly poking a few times on the buttons. Thinking about it he again learned from the masked woman to heavily give the banknote counting machine a few big slaps.

Finishing doing this series of actions. Among the several people who were constantly staring at the masked woman, someone suddenly asked a very philosophical question:

"Is fake money money?"

The masked woman cried out not good in her heart. This was a Secret Room manufactured by a player. A deduction error, and not Avoiding Lying during the deduction, meant lying. She hurriedly drew her Liar-Slayer, gun pointing at the ceiling, calling a stop to the crowd ready to make a move.

"Wanting to judge, whether I lied just now or not, actually is very simple. I will next give up Judging myself. If I use a Skill it explains I lied. If I don't use a Skill, it explains I didn't lie."

"Liar-Slayer · Counter-Strategy Scheme!"

Click, the Bullet jammed. Her Skill wasn't used. The masked woman only then breathed a sigh of relief looking at the crowd saying: "It seems, I didn't lie just now."

The crowd only then retracted their gazes. Actually it was Chen Ran who deeply glanced at the masked woman.

'This beauty is a divine pit!'